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And silently the day went by (PROSE)
Author: Radu Herinean
He felt he woke up like he was never asleep. It felt like his eyes were already open, just that at one point in time the picture came together. So now he was staring at the ceiling. The wind was making his way between the window fittings. Trees outside the window were moved by the storm.
"Who am I? what am i doing here?" *
In fact his eyes were always open, as a reuslt of the experimental surgery he was a subject too, long ago, in a lige that seemed lost in memorys fog. Too far away? Indeed. And too hard to bear. Consequently he chose other memories... *
He closed his eyes again and the ceiling was swelled by the mist that tracked his mind somewhere else. After that he started to think about the blind days when he saw nothing but a gigantic shadow stacked on his eyes and immediately the brain developed an auto-recovery mechanism based on the sensorial proofs he had before. He started the completion with all kind of images, like in a huge puzzle. The information started to flow like from a magic fall without stopping, that’s why his neural connections created an infinite number of possibilities of the lost memories. The body started to tremble, his eyes were moving chaotically and then… *
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